The old man drank a few sips of water, finally catching his breath, and his complexion looked much better, no longer deathly pale.
When the Fat Man spoke, the flesh on his face trembled. He tightly grasped the old man's hand and said, "Dad, you nearly scared the two of us to death."
The Thin Man angrily slammed the table: "Dad ended up like this, and it's all because of that bastard, the Fourth Prince."
The Fat Man also said, "Yeah, the Fourth Prince is a scourge, leaving Dad with only half a life left."
Xuexue was puzzled and asked, "You keep saying the Fourth Prince caused Master to be like this, what exactly happened?"
The Thin Man, with a fiery temper, heard this and said angrily, "If it weren't for that scourge secretly practicing evil techniques, my dad wouldn't have caught the Demonic Poison."
His voice was loud enough for everyone in the tavern to hear clearly.
